Poke, poke. Jab, jab.

I've spent the last week with a tiny foot (or feet at times) jabbed into my ribs. It's wonderful and amazing, but it's pretty darn uncomfortable! Teensy heels crammed into tight spots that are usually occupied with various internal organs which have lived in those spots for 31 years. That's been my experience this past week.

We've spent many an hour on the couch lately just watching my belly move and undulate. It's wild to see my own body moving on account of someone else's own body. Someone else's itty bitty body which weighs about 2 lbs. by now. That's 2 cans of black beans. We use this comparison because 2 cans of black beans are a staple in our pantry and often we'll venture into the kitchen and just carry around a couple of cans for awhile. You know, just to see what 2 lbs. really feels like. Funny, the cans don't squirm like Awesome does.

Unrelated: Is anyone else swooning due to Denny's reappearance on Grey's Anatomy? *drool, swoon, drool* And how about the introduction of a character with Aspergers? Pretty groundbreaking. Ooh, Denny's back onscreen. Gotta jet.